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The original idea for ‘Always’ actually came after I’d written the second book, ‘Maybe’, in the series and I decided that I needed a ‘prequel’ to tell the story of these two main characters before the story that I’d originally written. From there the story came to me, mostly organic, as I imagined the past and present lives of these two main characters and how they’d both be realistic yet damaged people and how they would affect each other in realistic ways. You’ve mentioned the word ‘realistic’ twice, so obviously ensuring you work has a strong sense of realism is important to you. How do you go about imbuing that realism to your characters? To start, I pride myself on my characterization in my writing and I attempt to write realistic people. When I thought about a real person I thought about someone who’d lived a hard life, had to make some hard decisions and grew up with a lot of bad stuff in their head — and then I wanted to pair that character with someone else who’d had the same or even worse past, set them loose on each other and see what happened. I thought about it as tossing a match into a can full of gasoline just to watch the flames erupt. But the challenge was that I had to find a realistic way to bring these two full circle and eventually become each other’s saviours. Was adding elements from your own life a technique that you used to solve this challenge? Many of the characters, especially the main female lead, is based on some aspect of me or my life. Other characters have small traces of me, while others are loosely based on people I’ve known. Even many of the supporting characters are based on some degree of my life and their full stories are conveyed as the series progresses and their back-stories typical intertwine with small aspects of me or my life. You’ve used many aspects of your life, but obviously, there are some degrees of the story that weren’t directly influenced by your own life because you’ve only been able to live one life. Did you choose to intertwine things that you had researched to create more complexity in the story? This book was lighter on research than the subsequent books, but I did look up the parts of canoes to make one short scene sound authentic. I also looked up unique recipes for one of the characters that opens up his own restaurant. One supporting character is an engineer at a medical technology complex and I researched where she went to school and got some authentic engineer-esque dialogue for her. A few notes about tennis for another scene. Very light research really. What did you love most about pulling the light research, your characterization techniques and your imagination while you were writing this book? Or better stated, where did you feel that you received the most rewards during the books’ development? That is a difficult one since so much of writing the book felt rewarding. If I had to pick it was most rewarding to have finished the book and see how these characters had truly come to life, unfolding their darkest secrets and desires and fears — some of their revelations even surprised me since I ‘pantsed’ most of the book. *Laughs* You’ve done a fantastic job ‘pantsing’ this book! Despite having ‘pantsed’ this book, did you still feel that a strong message emerged? Yes. Love does conquer all, but the battle for that conquest can be riddled with causalities — both literally and metaphorical in the case of ‘Always’. Earlier by mentioning that you wrote ‘Maybe’ the second book in the series before ‘Always’, so I think the readers can safely assume that a few of the characters survived the conquest and may pop up again in ‘Maybe’. What stories beyond ‘Maybe’ from your own catalogue do you feel that readers might enjoy, and what are you currently working on to add to your author catalogue? Well, the Wolfe Brothers originally ended after 4 books where all threads were brought to a close. But it was my husband, Max Redford, who’d helped me revise and rewrite parts of the last book in the series, who encouraged me to continue the series in a “What happens when the sun rises the next day?” prompt. So we did what any self-respecting authors would do and we got a 12-pack and brainstormed the next three books in the series which are [Rest] [In] [Peace] — those are three different books. We’re currently finishing up [In]. We’re hoping this series has a long shelf life because we’ve already sketched out the next series after [Peace]. As a tidbit of trivia, we’re going to try and stick to a structure of having 3 – 4 books per ‘volume’ which will tell a complete story arc before moving on to an entirely new story arc. I really like that structure of having 3 or 4 books to tell a story before progressing to a new arc. What do you love about writing that brings you back to bringing these story arcs to life? My husband and I are both authors. We met during a writing workshop and have been together ever since — 6 years now. Writing is an intimate and emotional process for us and we spend more time discussing our next story, new characters or new settings more than we talk about anything else. It makes our marriage a lot stronger I believe. I love that you work through the ideas as a team, and I completely love that you’ve used your writing gifts to strengthen your marriage. I haven’t heard of such a fantastic application of writing skills, but applying it to your marriage has just rocketed to the top of my favourite reasons to write list! Have you also used your skills of writing and story development to strengthen your career? I’m a waitress. I enjoy working in the serving industry because you meet so many different people and the people I typically work with are the salt of the earth type people and those are the type of people I write about. So, your job is almost the other way around, instead of using your story skills to improve your career, instead, your career builds your writing, creative and imagination skills as new characters and life circumstances walk straight into your life every day! Before you go, I’d like to get you to call a little on that creative spirit and apply it to our quick fire question round to build a better understanding of the author behind the story. We’ll start with, what is your zodiac sign? Gemini! I know this because my other series has a cosmic being of the Geminus species. Where is the line between insanity and creativity? I wasn’t aware there was one. *Laughs* Well, that is the question! What came first, the chicken or the egg? I don’t know I wasn’t paying attention. Chickens and eggs aren’t really that attention grabbing. But do you find that listening music is a good technique to inspire writing process? And if so, what tracks do you like to spin? Cinematic soundtracks mostly. Typically music without lyrics so the words don’t distract me but the epic music inspires me. Epic music should be followed by epic questions. How about, why doesn’t glue stick to the inside of the bottle? That’s a really good question. I’ll have to ask Google about that one. You got to love that Google can answer all of those hard-hitting questions! If all of the world is a stage, where does the audience sit? Personally, I’m a spectator of the world, so I guess maybe I’m the one in the rafters above the stage. Oooh, in the rafters above the stage is a great position, and I think you’re the first person to suggest that location so you should have plenty of room up there! And before you return to your imaginative literary adventures, do you have any philosophies that you live by? Life is too short for regrets, so put yourself out there. What’s the worse that can happen? You fail? Failure teaches you, so fail and fail often and don’t be afraid to fail. Lita, thank you for not being afraid to fail otherwise readers wouldn’t be able to follow the challenges faced ‘Always’ or ‘Maybe’. I hope that you continue to embrace the fear of failure and continue to share your writing wisdom with the world. Excited to read the book we discussed today? Find it here on Amazon: ‘Always – A Wolfe Brothers Novel ( ASIN: B00IJQCZ2S )‘. Always by Lita Stone. A Wolfe Brothers Novel. Lita Stone – litastone.com. Copyright Lita Stone 2014. Published at Smashwords. Smashwords Edition, License Notes. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. To hell with reading, writing and arithmetic. In health class, Cam had learned the answer to the question that had haunted his waking and sleeping thoughts. He had found peace. No more restless nights, stomach cramps and blinding headaches. The answer to the puzzle hid within a simple statistic. More than eighty percent of alcohol-related boating accidents resulted in death by drowning. Cam stood on the edge of Lake Raven, a remote pond nestled deep in the forest of Huntsville State Park. A hundred yards off shore empty cans bobbed around Tony’s aluminum boat. From a Styrofoam cooler Cam grabbed a can of beer, cracked it open and guzzled. Tony had always fished alone but not by choice. Repeatedly, he’d invited Sam an elderly neighbor and Larry a co-worker from the packaging plant. Not once had either accepted. Unlike Tony, Cam wanted no friends. His six-foot frame and nearly two hundred pounds proved useful in keeping people at a distance. Not many other fourteen-year-olds measured up. He was a freak-of-nature the school bully had teased, until Cam knocked three of his teeth loose, earning him the nickname The Tooth Reaper. Cam needed little out of life, save the one thing he had obsessed over for the past few months. Cam’s six-inch height advantage wasn’t enough. He needed bulk too, otherwise Tony might overpower him, even kill him. Mom was timid. She’d never challenge Tony and Cam’s younger brother Ajay would be left to fend for himself. Blood raced through Cam’s veins. Sweat bubbled on his forehead. A flash of heat swept over his body. With balled fists, he closed his eyes and concentrated on breathing, slow and deep. The Panthers’ tight-end had taught him this technique after he had complained about the side effects of the damn steroids. The drug drove his temper to borderline uncontrollable levels. Despite the side effects, the desperation to increase his size and do it quickly, kept Cam the tight end’s most loyal customer. Six months of H.C.G. and working out in the high school weight room had earned Cam an extra twenty-two pounds. He was finally ready to rid their family of the bastard. Ajay lay on his stomach by Cam’s feet. He pushed a toy car through the dried pine needles. “It’s getting dark.” He glanced up at Cam. “You think we might go home soon?” Dried blood covered the crack on Ajay’s bottom lip. The purple on the apple of his cheek had darkened but, at least the swelling had gone down. Last night’s beating had left obvious marks. Tony was getting careless. Cam crouched beside Ajay. “What were you thinking, bringing a knife to school?” He lifted Ajay’s shirt. Between his shoulder blades where Tony had burned him with a cigarette, a blister oozed puss. “If you stop screwing up, maybe Tony would get me one of these nights instead of you.” Ajay shrugged as he glided the miniature corvette over a rock. “Shithead,” Tony bellowed from the middle of the lake. “Beer.” “Want me to go this time?” Ajay asked. Cam rubbed the black hair on top of Ajay’s head. “You take enough shit from him already. I got this.” “Now!” Tony’s gruff voice echoed off the dense greenery of the secluded campground. Cam pulled Ajay’s shirt down. Gently, he gripped his brother under the arms and turned him until his back was toward the lake. He pulled his sweat-drenched shirt over his head, folded it and set it on a boulder. Ajay glanced over his shoulder. “What you gonna do?” “Bring Tony his beer.” The solitude of the Texas campground hadn’t dimmed Maggie’s anxiety like she’d hoped, but the five beers sure as hell did. She might even be drunk enough to pee in one of the nasty outhouses. She chugged her beer and set the can between the ribs running along the bottom of the canoe. Grabbing another from the cooler, she shifted her weight, rocking the boat. Empty cans rolled and clattered. Water splashed over the gunnel. Tilly sat across from Maggie reading a paperback. She set her book down and tilted her oversized sun hat until it cast a shadow over her pale legs. “I think you’ve had enough.” Maggie cracked the can open and took a sip. “I’m just getting started.” She glanced over her shoulder at the bow of the canoe where she’d stowed her gun. The .38 snub-nosed revolver made for a lightweight and easily concealable weapon, or at least that was what her older brother had said the day he taught her how to use it. She braced her palms and leaned backward, stretching her body, hoping her emerald bikini hid little from the last of the day’s sunshine. Tilly lifted her chin, gesturing toward the embankment. “I’ve seen him somewhere but I can’t place him.” A tall man stood on shore. He wore black hiking boots and faded jeans. A navy blue T-shirt stretched smooth over a well-muscled chest. Maggie turned to get a better view. The bow dipped. Water seeped into the canoe. “You know him?” Tilly shrugged. “Maybe I’ve seen him at Chase Industries.” Maggie snickered. “He doesn’t strike me as the computer-geek type.” When Maggie planned this getaway, staying drunk was the only task on the itinerary. Not getting laid. The five beers she had drank must’ve warped her already demented mind. She needed a distraction and she needed to feel good. And he looked like he could make her feel great. Tilly covered her mouth and gasped. “That’s no rifle he’s holding.” Maggie’s head spun. She gripped the seat, trying to steady herself but lost her balance. Her body swayed. The trees surrounding the lake blurred in a drunken haze. The canoe tilted and Maggie’s grip slipped. Head first, she toppled into the lake. Darkness surrounded her. She flailed and kicked but where was the surface? Had she swam up or down? Her lungs tightened, begging for air. The pounding of her heart rang in her ears. She was going to die. Closing her eyes, she inhaled. Warm lips pressed against her mouth. Maggie opened her eyes. A man was knelt beside her. “Thought you needed CPR. But all you need is a strong cup of coffee.” Water dripped from his short black hair and bare chest. His jeans were soaked. A gold ring dangled from a thick chain circling his neck. A pungent flavor of spoiled fish lingered on her tongue. Bile rose in her throat. Gagging and coughing, she twisted and vomited. A string of saliva trailed from her bottom lip. With the back of her hand, she wiped her mouth. Tilly stood behind him, her drenched blouse plastered to her petite frame. “Is she gonna be okay?” The man said, “Anybody ever tell you that boating and drinking is a good way to get yourself killed?” Maggie propped herself on her forearms and glanced across the water. The canoe floated upside down, surrounded by cans and floatation cushions. Fog clouded her vision and her head spun. She palmed her forehead. “One beer too many.” Maggie rolled to the sid e and patted the ground, scouring the pine needles and dried leaves. “Where’s my gun?” As the man’s arm circled her waist, she scented bourbon on his breath. He scooped her up, one arm under her legs, and the other under her back. “Probably at the bottom of the lake,” he said. An enormous stranger had her cradled like they were longtime lovers. His lips curled into a crooked smile, a smile any sane girl would find terrifying, but she found mildly disturbing, and at the same time, sexy as hell. He turned from the water’s edge and traipsed along a worn path through the woods. “We appreciate your help.” Tilly followed closely. “But I can take it from here.” They came to an empty campsite. He set Maggie down at a picnic table and glanced at Tilly. “Take her to the hospital. Just to be sure.” He turned back toward Maggie. Black, empty, doll-like eyes drilled into her. A smirk formed on his unshaven face. He ran a hand through his unkempt hair, before turning and disappeared the way they’d come. Tilly knelt before Maggie and brushed a damp strand from Maggie’s cheek. “You scared the crap out of me. Are you sure you’re okay?” “Is he coming back?” “Let’s put some distance between us and him and if you’re up to it, we’ll head back to your cabin.” “You go,” Maggie said. “I’ll catch up to you.” She stood and staggered toward the greenery where the mysterious stranger had disappeared. Tilly gently grasped both Maggie’s arms and forced her to sit back down. “No way.” “Are you insane? Tell me you’re not thinking of bedding that man.” Maggie laughed. “No. I plan on fucking him.” Again she stood but Tilly pushed her back down. “You’ve done some stupid stuff but this is over-the-top . . . even for you.” Maggie scowled. “What’s your problem?” “My problem? I’ll tell you what my problem is.” Tilly’s voice pitched and Maggie resisted rolling her eyes. Tilly continued. “That man is not to be trusted. How about a little common sense? He looked as if he was ready to kill somebody.” Maggie sighed. “I think you’re overreacting just a bit.” “And as usual you’re under-reacting. The guy’s huge, like Guinness Book huge and there’s something else.” “I thought you said you knew him.” “I said he looked familiar,” Tilly said. “Big difference. I could’ve seen him at the grocery store or in a restaurant or on America’s Most Wanted.” Maggie pressed her lips together in a tight smile. “Well, he’s probably long gone by now anyway.” Tilly’s hands went to her hips. She scowled. “Before the canoe capsized I saw him—.” The man strode from woods toward them. When he looked at her, Maggie almost detected a smile. His olive skin, sculpted jawline and six o’clock shadow gave him a rugged, bad boy look—and bad boys were her weakness. Maggie’s breath caught in her throat. A shirt covered his chest. He held hiking boots and a Glock—not her revolver. Maggie sighed in disappointment. He inclined his head at Tilly. “Get her to a hospital.” Maggie watched him walk toward the road, a wide dirt path that connected all the camp sites. “Hey!” she said. He stopped walking but never turned, keeping his back to her. Shaking his head, he continued walking. Strange. Most men would have made small talk or flirted. Maybe he was gay. At the end of the site a lanky man ran toward her mammoth of a rescuer. His blond hair stretched half way down his back. “Cam!” “Fuck!” Her rescuer ran back to Maggie and placed the gun in her palm, grip first. “I don’t know you. You don’t know me. We never met.” Cam strode past the women to head off his stepbrother and drag him back to the cabin they’d rented. Otherwise, Jags would introduce himself, shake their hand and read their future. Attempting to fill in the gaps of his vision, he’d ask a shitload of questions, making this one hell of a long night. “I was coming to—.” Jags laughed, eyeing Cam’s soaked clothing. “You could’ve borrowed my suit.” He peered around Cam. “Who are your friends?” “Don’t know ‘em.” Cam grasped Jags’ elbow and tugged him in the opposite direction. “Let’s go.” “Tilly!” Jags twisted out of Cam’s grasp, danced around him and sprinted toward the blonde. When he reached her, he scooped and twirled her. She let out a clipped laugh. “Hello, Jags.” “So good to see you.” He lowered her to her feet. “Where’s your husband?” “Nate’s not here. I’m here with Maggie.” Jags turned toward the sexy redhead still sitting at the table. With a shit-eating grin, he strode toward her. “What’s a sweet thing like you doing with a gun? Cam has the same model. Gen4?” She looked at Cam and he shook his head. “Where's my manners?” Jags cupped her hand in both of his. “Nice to meet you.” Cam clasped his hands behind his head and broke into a brisk pace. The little shit was, no doubt, reading her future. Fuck! Jags stumbled. His arms swiped through the air as if blind. He tripped and fell into the table. Regaining his balance, he felt his way along the worn wood and sat beside Maggie. With his head back and his fists balled by his side he released a guttural scream. “Argh!” Maggie hugged herself and stepped away from the table. “What’s wrong with him?” Cam rushed to Jags. He gripped his upper arms and gently shook him. “Why do you do this to yourself?” Jags brushed past Cam. With careful steps, as if approaching a skittish animal, he neared Maggie and cupped her chin. “So much pain.” A twinge of possessiveness sparked Cam’s temper. His face flushed. His hands trembled. A flash of heat swept through his body. Sweat dripped down his forehead. Cam shifted his weight and shook his head. She was just some random girl. What the fuck! “He won’t give you the end that you seek,” Jags said. She shuddered. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” “My brother has been alone too long. You don’t know how happy I am to meet you.” Tilly tapped Jags on the shoulder. “He’s your brother?” Keeping his eyes on Maggie, Jags said, “Yes.” “I must have seen him at Chase then visiting you. I thought I recognized him.” Tilly grimaced. “Didn’t you have a vision of what your brother just tried to do?” “I rarely subject myself to Cam’s chi. Too painful.” Cam rolled his eyes. And there it was. The freaky voodoo crap. Jags glanced to each of them. “You’re all soaked and I don’t think it’s because you went swimming, since Cam is dressed and so is Tilly. I’m guessing there’s an intriguing story to tell.” Jags turned toward Tilly, a mischievous smile on his face. “So the question is what did my brother just try to do?” Cam glared at her. “Don’t.” “Hold it,” Maggie said. “Am I missing something?” “He tried to kill himself.” Tilly pointed. “With that gun.” Jags’ head whipped around. The moment their eyes locked, the color of Jags’ eyes shifted to silver. His brows lowered and the goofy smile on his face turned down. “Bastard!” He stormed toward Cam, finger wagging like a father scolding a toddler. “I’m not going to let you kill yourself, and I’m prepared to haunt you night and day to stop you.” “Really?” Cam said. “Shocker.” Jags gave Cam a dismissive wave, took the gun from Maggie and bowed. “Ladies. I bid you farewell.” Yup. One hell of a long night. Cam whipped the screen door open and stormed into the cabin. Pla nting his palms on the far wall, he hung his head between his arms. Jags’ boots clicked on the wood-planked floors. With the thud of each step, Cam’s rage soared and the familiar symptoms surfaced. His hands shook. Beads of sweat speckled his neck and forehead. A white light pierced his vision. A monster migraine slammed behind his eyes. Jags’ footsteps stopped. “No psycho-babble bullshit,” Cam said. “Not tonight.” Cam glanced over his shoulder. Jags stood in the center of the room. No smile. No scowl. Jags without a hint of his usual animation and goofiness, traits Cam found comical and sometimes maddening. Jags stepped forward. His leg whipped out and swiped Cam’s feet from beneath him. He landed on his ass. “What the hell!” With a booted foot, Jags stomped onto his chest. The air whooshed from Cam’s lungs. He stared in disbelief. They’d fought many times, but this was different. Their fights consisted of punches and kicks. Nobody was ever hurt and by the end they both laughed. And not once, had Jags used his martial arts training against him. Cam grunted as he tried to catch his breath. “I thought you hated violence.” “The few times I’ve been forced into violence were because of you.” He removed his boot from Cam’s chest. “Sometimes I really hate you.” Cam climbed to his feet, slammed Jags against the wall and gripped him around the neck. Saliva sprayed from his clenched teeth. “Don’t fuck with me.” A steeled fist rammed into Cam’s gut. He stumbled backwards. “Shit. I’d hate to think—” He clutched his gut, gasping. Jags walked toward him, Cam held up his hands, palms out. “—how’d you’d be if you loved violence.” Jags backed Cam against the wall. “Start talking.” Talk. Not Cam’s favorite pastime. He slugged Jags across the jaw, a move he could have easily blocked but for some reason chose not to. Stepping backwards, Jags glided a finger over his cut lip. He slid a pack of gum from his pants’ pocket and leaned his back against the parallel wall. “I’m listening.” Hand & Stone Massage and Facial Spa in Richmond, VA. 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Paul Heyman helped Steve Austin gain momentum in ECW after getting fired from WCW during an injury. Austin was able to show more of his character work in ECW, and it landed him a contract with WWE. The industry changed forever when Austin became a top star for WWE. Austin caught lightning in a bottle as the hottest star in the business. WWE went with the hot hand and Austin became the biggest name in wrestling history. 9 Better in ECW: Rob Van Dam. WWE did a good job with Rob Van Dam as a mid-carder, but he never hit his full potential. Multiple interviews from Van Dam confirmed he never found the same level of happiness outside of ECW after the company ended. ECW fans and Paul Heyman treated RVD like the biggest star in the industry. Van Dam’s big matches always delivered and felt like the main event regardless of his position on the card. Few promotions have ever believed more in a talent as ECW did for Heyman. 8 Better in WWE: Dawn Marie. Dawn Marie became a popular manager for ECW towards the final few years. The Impact Players tag team of Lance Storm and Justin Credible achieved huge success with Dawn becoming their full-time manager. ECW struggled to use Dawn well after the team ended. WWE signing her later led to the biggest success of her career. Dawn became a successful heel personality as the top rival to Torrie Wilson for many years on the Smackdown brand. 7 Better in ECW: Justin Credible. WWE used Justin Credible in two different stints that both failed compared to his ECW time. Paul Heyman booked Credible as a no-nonsense fighter that used the kendo stick as his main weapon to get an advantage. The prior WWE run as Aldo Montoya was a huge failure that hurt his career. WWE re-signed Credible under his ECW moniker with the same character after his ECW Championship reign. Credible joined X-Pac’s X-Factor group, but he never got to show much of his skills. 6 Better in WWE: Al Snow. ECW did a great job giving Al Snow the gimmick that made him popular, but he found more success in WWE. Snow struggled in his prior WWE run as Leif Cassidy trying to form The New Rockers with Marty Jannetty. The return to WWE with his new gimmick of talking to his beloved mannequin head. Snow often received massive pops and became a top contender in the hardcore division. Given Snow’s limitations, this level of success in WWE was outstanding. 5 Better in ECW: Mike Awesome. Mike Awesome was booked perfectly in ECW as a big man with agility and athleticism. The height of Awesome was quite tall for ECW at 6’3’’, but he didn’t have that same luxury when moving to WCW or WWE. Awesome won the ECW Championship and had quite a few great matches at the top of the card. WWE brought over Awesome when looking to add stars for the Invasion. Awesome never had a fair chance to prove his skills with relatively pointless moments before his release. 4 Better in WWE: Tajiri. Tajiri made the move to the United States for ECW after doing great work in his home country of Japan. The matches of Tajiri helped make ECW an exciting promotion towards the end even though the company was going out of business. WWE found success signing Tajiri to enter a storyline with William Regal. The comedic timing and instant chemistry between Tajiri and Regal helped both of their careers in WWE. Tajiri had a great run for WWE with various characters all getting over. 3 Better in ECW: Raven. WWE never understood how to book Raven despite signing him for two different stints. The early 90s saw Raven struggling with the Johnny Polo character. Raven saved his career by introducing his new character in ECW. Paul Heyman made Raven the ECW Champion at the most important time of the company’s growth. WWE signed Raven back in 2000, but he was once again relegated to lackluster work. Raven was in the lower mid-card picture until his release came to end his time in WWE forever. 2 Better in WWE: Lita. Paul Heyman discovered Lita and gave her a big break by letting her work for ECW under the name of Miss Congeniality. Lita managed the tag team of Danny Doring and Roadkill without getting the chance to showcase her own skills. WWE signed Lita and made her a bigger star when aligning her with Jeff and Matt Hardy in Team Xtreme. Lita changed women’s wrestling in WWE when entering the women’s division. The legendary career influenced many wrestlers as arguably the top female star in WWE history. 1 Better in ECW: Shane Douglas. Shane Douglas’ booking in ECW showcased the blueprint from Paul Heyman for the company. WWE made Douglas into a joke with the awful Dean Douglas character and he left with no desire to work there again. Douglas was allowed to channel his frustrations with his ECW character cutting vicious promos on everyone that wronged him in the industry. Paul Heyman pushed Douglas as the top heel in the title picture consistently for about four years.